New York, to that tall skyline I come, flyin' in from London to your door
New York, lookin' down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark
New York, like a scene from all those movies
But you're real enough to me, but there's a heart
A heart that lives in New York
A heart in New York, a rose on the street
I write my song to that city heartbeat
A heart in New York, a love in her eye, an open door and a friend for the night
New York, you got money on your mind
And my words won't make a dime's worth a difference, so here's to you New York
New York, now my plane is touching down
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